The Trials (Part 1)

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Ron POV

The world went black.

I was in a plain room. No furniture. The walls were a dull gray. There was a golden locket with an emerald S on it. It was lying on the ground. 

Just looking at the thing made dark memories flutter in my mind. 

"Open it, Ronald Weasley." A strange voice hissed. "Open it." My eyes widened. 

"What..." 

"Open it..." 

I picked it up numbly. 

"Open it...." 

With shaking hands, I opened the locket. 

Inside was two heads. Hermione and Harry's. 

"You are worthless!" Hermione screeched. 

"Never needed!" Harry cried. 

They screamed insults at me, each one feeling like a knife stab. 

"Ron, destroy it!" A voice called. It was far away and faint, so much that I wondered if I imagined it. 

But it was enough. 

I drew my wand and pointed it at the locket. 

"BOMBARDA!" I screamed. The locket shattered to pieces. 

A door appeared at the other side of the wall. 

Ginny POV

Ginny found herself in a large room with swirling mist. Ginny stepped forward. 

All of a sudden, the mist turned into a large picture, if you understand what I mean. The mist colored and joined together, and soon I was standing in front of a huge image, like a projection.

The image was of me. 

I was standing in front of a wall. I looked about 

My firey hair was loose and messy and my eyes were glassy and unfocused. I watched in horror as I wrote something on the wall with a crimson ink. 

No. I realized. It wasn't crimson ink. 

It was blood. 

"Ginny, go forward!" I heard a voice yell. My heart stopped. 

It was Harry. 

With newfound courage, I charged forward, closing my eyes. 

Harry POV

I looked around to the nightmare I was in.

In front of me was a circle of hundreds of death eaters. In the middle of all of them was Ginny. 

"Ginny!" I yelled. Ginny was gagged and her arms were bound. 

I charged forward and drew my wand. 

"EXPELLIARMUS!" I yelled. I kept on going, doing every spell I could imagine. But every death eater that fell seemed to come back. 

"Harry, just go!" A voice yelled. "It's a trap!" My eyes were wide with panic. What should I do? 

I took a deep breath and ran out of the room. 





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